Saddened

I hardly ever speak up but feel the need to now.

I’m saddened by the fact that my poems, my words from my soul, have been taken from me and posted without sourcing me. 

Even more saddening, when someone dear to me unknowingly reposted and getting very upset after me asking about it.

Don’t you see?

It’s hurting me, hurting the one unknowingly reposting, so why do it? Why leave off the person who clawed the words from their soul? Or created the photo, the painting, anything really?

It made me almost decide to take down all my work, all my creations, since it happened to my freely created wallpapers in the past as well…

Please… don’t break my heart and take away my poems from me. At the very least… leave my name on it…

*Sandra draws closer, staring deeply into Harley’s eyes. She senses Harley’s nervousness. Harley widens her gaze, she opens her lips.*

Harley: “Th-the only girl I’ve ever let come this close was Ivy.”
Sandra: “I guess I’m just the second luckiest woman to have the privilege.”
Harley: “Just don’t tell Mr. J, ok?”
Sandra: “Even better. I love keeping dirty secrets.”

*Harley carresses Sandra’s exposed, soft rump. Sandra bats her eyes in response with a widening smile, approving the loving gesture.*

Direct link to Deviantart Page: http://deadbolt107.deviantart.com/art/Comfort-Zone-509354950?ga_submit_new=10%253A1422145516

I am not the girl you fell in love with. You fell for my smile and my laugh and the way I blush when I mess up my words. You fell for the sparkle in my eyes and the happiness that dwelled in their glistening hazel pools. You fell for the pure and lively aura that enveloped me and for my loving arms that embraced you and made you feel whole. You didn’t fall for the way I fall unusually silent when I can’t muster up the voice to speak. You didn’t fall for my manipulative and guilt-ridden personality. You didn’t fall for the murkiness that forms in my eyes when I’m internally decomposing. You didn’t fall for my broken bones and bleeding heart. You fell for the better half of me. The half that no longer exists. I am not the girl you fell in love with.
—  I am not the girl you fell in love with
pixiv sourcing: how to ask for permission the smart way

Bringing this up cause I feel that sometimes, people oversimplify the issue of asking an artist’s permission when reposting things from pixiv. I hope this post can help people see that the issue is a complex one, and definitely more than simply firing off a generic message to a pixiv artist and judging their one single response.

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In the infinite sea of love that we share no words shall be found….. come come your heart knows our time has come. No obstacles, no distance, no circumstance have the power to come between our love and the magnetics of our soul’s orbit. Galaxies have failed in separating our souls… our time has come to unite once again … listen to my heart song without fear and you will recognize who you are and remember …. breathe with me and feel we come from the same breath…. feel our souls dancing together in the velvet sea of eternal love…. beyond time, age and form. 


… see beyond the physical appearance of matter and allow your heart to feel and see my soul’s essence, not the colours of my eyes but the colour of my soul, not my physical age but my eternal youth… not the clothes that cover my body, but the light robe that adorns my temple …. come come come …. surrender to the calling in your heart and dare to go beyond ……. trust the Beloved within shall not deceive you …… for how shall love mistake love, when it sees with the eyes of love. ~ Linda El Lumina